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iconoclassist) wrote2015-09-12 10:09 pm
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[So. There's a lot of bullshit that comes when the king of Aravalle decides to marry an elf. Chiefly, he has sisters, and today, they found Shirin.
Which is why she's now clomped into his office in a panic (and a ridiculously fancy dress she's been stuffed into), looking for somewhere to hide. You'd think the youngest of five would be used to this.]
Which is why she's now clomped into his office in a panic (and a ridiculously fancy dress she's been stuffed into), looking for somewhere to hide. You'd think the youngest of five would be used to this.]
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[She kind of smirks up at him, before going in for the kill. She's...she's very good at this.]
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Finally found a way to render you helpless, I see...
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I think I would be surprised if you found a man that didn't render helpless.
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[She's standing back up, bit if this means she's basically leaning over him in the chair, well, it's a nice damn view.]
I admire that as much as it tends to infuriate me, I'll admit.
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[He's reaching up and stroking her hair because he does enjoy the view.]
But it does have it's benefits.
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Oh, I think you enjoy how it frustrates people.
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[He'll kiss her back, then along her cheek.]
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[Which is why he's leaned up to lick one.]
But no, that is far from the same.
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I-I'm pretty...straightforward at heart...I guess...
[This, coming from someone who still has trouble being honest about her feelings?]
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[He kisses along her neck, slowly, softly -- and occasionally, dragging a fang along the skin.]
I somehow disbelieve that.
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[She's had to brace herself on the chair, because she's in danger of collapsing on him, now.]
J-just what are you accusing me of...?
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[He kisses down into the collar of that dress, and then stops, settling back.]
That is what I am insinuating.
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...It is only out of respect for the work you do that I am not fucking you on the desk at this very second, Konstantin.
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Very well then. I'll meet you back in the bedroom. But, because you are correct, I do rather enjoy frustrating people...
[He reaches up, extinguishing that blue candle with a bit of a grin.]
Happy stalking, good huntress. I will be waiting.
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[WELP, TIME FOR A STEALTH MISSION. And her without her cardboard box.
She's good at this stalking around in shadows thing, at least.]
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Do you have sisters or wolves, Konstantin, I am not entirely sure.
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[He seems so damn pleased with himself.]
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[You are going to get yours, Konstantin von Aravalle. But right now, she's just going to march over in a huff, lean down, and lick all the way up his neck.]
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I see. I hadn't realized I'd had such an effect...
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[She shudders, and starts to work getting rid of his shirt.]
But it seemed an appropriately equivalent threat.
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[He's going back to teasing kisses and fangs along her neck.]
You seem more sensitive than usual...
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[And she's still pretty week to fangs, so she's ended up leaned against him some. At this point she's basically in his lap in all but name anyway, so.]
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